September, 2009
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Sep 09
Be The Change
I have nagged. I have whined. I have cajoled. I have pleaded. Continue reading →
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Sep 09
Being A Grown-Up
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Sep 09
Happy Birthday To Me
Yesterday was Will’s birthday. There’s nothing quite like someone else having a birthday to bring out the best in a narcissist. That sounds contrary to what would be expected, but narcissists are usually kind of moody and mopey on their own birthdays. They’re probably disappointed that they weren’t treated as grandly as expected. Maybe the red carpet wasn’t rolled out for them. Or the cake wasn’t quite perfect. But at someone else’s birthday, they have the opportunity to grandstand, and annex the limelight that should be shined on the birthday person. Continue reading →
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Sep 09
Clean Windows
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Sep 09
You Can See ‘Em Comin’ From A Mile Away
I met a narcissist this weekend. I’ve been single, now, for three years. My family and friends keep asking me when I’m going to ‘get back out there’. I have to admit that I haven’t trusted my judgment. I’m an accommodator, by nature. What’s going to prevent me from getting back into another relationship with a narcissist? I’ve done my homework, but I’m still leery of repeating history. Up at my parents’ cabin, we’re all having fun playing cards with another friend. The kitchen door opens, and voila, there he is in all his glory. He was so self-assured that he didn’t even feel that it was necessary to knock first. He’s a long time friend of a family member. I’d only met him one other time, a long time ago. Continue reading →
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Sep 09
Grace
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Sep 09
The Super Star
It was Jenny’s turn to be the Super Star of the week in first grade. That is a really big deal for a first grader. Her teacher set up a little revolving shrine for the Super Stars. The shrine would include some of the students’ favorite things, pictures, buddies, artwork, and notes from home. It gives the classmates a little glimpse into the home life of each kid, why they like certain things, and what their families looked like. Continue reading →
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Sep 09
Survival Through Humor
I had a minor meltdown this morning. I locked myself in the bathroom, turned on the ceiling fan, and cried. We had been scurrying to get ready for school and work – the usual weekday morning mayhem. There wasn’t anything unusual about this morning. You never know when you’ve approached the end of your rope. At least I never know. I was brushing my teeth and the bathroom sink wouldn’t drain, and I lost it. Continue reading →






